"It's time to finish. ”

The voice of the boundless real person was cold, and with a finger in the air, Dading was about to suppress the severe cold.

"Stop!" Shen Yunlong shouted, got up suddenly, and stared at the Boundless Real Person, "Boundless Old Dao, if you dare to hurt my brother Han, you will be my Shen Yunlong's No. 1 enemy in the sky, and I swear to kill you!"

"Boundless real person, stop quickly, you can't do it!" Wu Canghai also said, and hurriedly stopped.

"Amitabha, when is the time for retribution. Master Shikong shook his head, also showing his attitude.

"Boundless real people, enough is enough. You've already won, there's no need to kill them all. ”

......

One by one, the grandmasters spoke up, spoke for Yan Han, and let the endless real people open up. And just now, when the Boundless True Man was almost killed by the severe cold, all the Grandmasters were silent.

This distinction is too obvious!

Before the Boundless Real Man got angry, the audience on the field was angry first, pointing at the dignified grandmasters, and even scolding, fighting for the Boundless Truth.

"Made, it's so shameless!" Guo Bao almost jumped to his feet and greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of a group of grandmasters.

Zhao Wendong clenched his hands into iron fists, praying that the Boundless True Man could withstand the pressure and kill the cold cold, so that their revenge against the Xingyi Gate could also be avenged.

The words are divided into two ends, one for each table.

At this moment, at the door of the martial arts mansion, the four guards were still shocked by the palm print on the iron platform.

"I know, that young man may really be a grandmaster, and this palm print was indeed taken by him!" a thick-eyebrow doorman suddenly said in shock.

"Young Grandmaster, what are you kidding. As far as I know, in the past hundred years, it has been recognized that he is the first person in martial arts, invincible, and he has only broken through in his thirties. Grandmasters in their teens and twenties simply don't exist. The other guard warrior didn't dare to agree.

The remaining two guards and martial disciples also shook their heads again and again, not believing that there was a young grandmaster in the world.

"The myth of invincibility may be about to be shattered. I don't know if you've ever heard of Master Jiangnan Ye?"

As soon as the thick-eyebrow doorman warrior said this, the other three doorman warriors were all shocked.

Master Jiangnan Ye, it is said that he is not more than twenty years old, but he killed the old Jiangbei Grandmaster Shi Futian with one hand, which caused an uproar in the martial arts world, and the name was like thunder, how could they not have heard of it.

"Mom, it can't really be him, right?"

"It's a possibility. It's better to believe what you have than not to believe what you don't!"

"If he is really Master Jiangnan Ye, wouldn't it be dangerous for Young Master Hong Tao to challenge him?"

"It's going to be dangerous. I think it is necessary for us to inform the young master of this matter first. Whether he is Master Jiangnan Ye or not, the young master will know as soon as he investigates. ”

"Yes, lest the young master fight with others without his own strength and be beaten and vomit blood. ”

......

The four guards and disciples were talking for a while, and they were about to let one of them go to the scene of the Grandmaster Dabi to inform Wu Hongtao of their suspicions.

Suddenly, an uninvited guest came to the door, raised his eyes and glanced at the word "martial artist" on the lintel, and then walked towards the courtyard, treating the four guards as if they were nothing.

This is an old man, full of silver hair, tall and mighty, with a straight waist like a pine, dressed in a blue and gray robe, his skin is pale gold, his hands are behind his back, and he exudes a breathtaking momentum, like a mortal god, which makes people can't help but want to bow and worship.

This is a martial arts master, and his force value is unfathomable.

The four guards thought at the same time.

"Stop, who are you, do you have an invitation?" shouted a short janitor.

As soon as he shouted this, he regretted it.

The old man suddenly looked back at him, his eyes were like magic lamps, and there was a golden flame beating, which was breathtaking, and people did not dare to look at him directly.

This look can kill!

The other three guards were silent, and their faces turned white with fright.

They are all masters of internal strength, and their hearts are not strong, but they can't withstand the power of this old man's eyes, and the old man's cultivation is so strong that he can't imagine it.

The short doorman was trembling, and he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said with little confidence: "It doesn't matter if you don't have an invitation, just leave a palm print on the iron platform." Although I believe that your strength is far more than internal strength, the procedure should still go. We hope you will cooperate with us. ”

The old man seemed to be very talkative, and said in a deep voice, "Well, good." ”

He walked to the iron platform and was about to slap it with one palm. Suddenly, his gaze froze, attracted by the palm print that pierced through the iron platform and the stone platform.

"Who made this palm print?" asked the old man.

The short doorman said: "It is initially suspected that it was done by a young grandmaster, but it is not completely certain. ”

"Young Grandmaster, who?"

"You've probably heard of it, Master Jiangnan Ye. ”

The short doorman spoke softly, but the old man was furious when he heard it, his brows suddenly darkened, and two golden flames suddenly opened his eyes, and the void seemed to be burned through, bursting inch by inch, and his complexion became hideous.

Bang!

He slapped it with a slap, and the twenty-centimeter-thick iron platform was instantly penetrated, and even the stone platform more than one meter high below was also penetrated by the palm force.

This is just the beginning, and what is even more terrifying is that the old man's iron palm is like a soldering iron, and suddenly flames are released, burning the entire iron platform red. Tens of seconds later, the iron platform weighing more than a ton turned into molten iron, and even the stone platform under the iron platform melted into magma.

"...... this?"

I've seen the powerful, but I've never seen it so powerful!

The four guards were stunned on the spot, like ghosts!

At this moment, the samurai compound is performing martial arts platforms.

Sou......

The cold figure rushed out of the pond, shirtless, wearing only a pair of underwear, and fled in embarrassment.

"Boundless old way, I will remember today's hatred, I will visit another day, take your life, and destroy your Taoism!"

"It's a pity you don't have that chance. ”

The boundless real person pointed in the sky, and the big tripod was like a mountain, falling with a bang.

Yan Han tried his best to climb his speed to the extreme, but Da Ding was like a shadow, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

Bang!

The ground shook and the mountains shook, and the cold didn't even let out a scream, and was crushed into meat paste by Dading.

There was a dead silence in the audience!

Yan Han, who was second on the Grandmaster List, actually died, and was shocked and killed by a new Xuanjing who was unknown on the Grandmaster List, this result was too unexpected, like a fantasy, and many people expressed their disbelief.

A few seconds later, Shen Yunlong was the first to come back to his senses, his whole popularity was ruined, and his murderous aura rushed into the sky, almost turning into substance, enveloping the audience, making people suffocate, and roared: "Boundless old way, accept your life!"

His body moved, and he swept over the Boundless True Person, his hands clenched with iron fists, like two iron hammers that shook the mountain, piercing the golden cracked stone like broken wood, and wanted to take the life of the Boundless True Person.